She didn’t choose her man. A cat came and rubbed herself against him as he entered the house, and seemed by her mewing to ask him for food. “Really, Sir John,” she said, “I don’t know how to thank you. Poor Ruth: for a father, a madman; for a husband—a thief! Spurlock rocked his body slightly. Dear me! if there isn't his knock.
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